Ctarl-Ctarl

'I want to be a Ctarl-Ctarl!' You say.

'Ah, an excellent choice!' the genie replies. She claps her hands together and the changes begin. Your ears itch a bit as they lengthen. Suddenly, you can hear every miniscule sound around you. Your muscles bulge, and you can feel you voicebox changing a bit to accomidate purring and such cat sounds. You become really hungry as your metabolism accelerates. Finally, your canines become pointed and claws sprout from your fingers.